Shortgrass
Well-known member
I remember selling a bull once. The fella I sold was an outstanding individual and replaced by a good bull, just not in the same class. I didn't know what I had until he was gone. I grew up under the guidance of a generation of men that had fought in the second war. I thought a lot of them, learned a lot from them, liked their stories, and appreciated them. Now that generation is almost all gone, and I realize that I did not fully know just what we had in that generation was until they were gone. I thank God for granting me the privilege of having known so many of those old soldiers and the gals that waited for them. Wonder just what caliber of men that none of us ever got to know; I doubt any of us realize just what we lost in those men, and too many don't know what we gained by that loss. Thank God for them, too. Thank God for our country. God bless you, and have a good Sunday mornin'.